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A chilling wind swept through the entrance of Yin Wind Gorge, located halfway up the mountain. It felt as if a layer of frost had covered everything, and even Gu Ping, whose body was composed of spiritual energy, could feel the bone-deep cold. After advancing to the Golden Core stage, his sensitivity to external conditions had increased significantly, making it difficult for him to calm his mind and think.
Towering peaks flanked both sides, their steep cliffs adorned with strange plants that Gu Ping had never seen before. Even outside the Flowing Cloud Realm, such flora did not exist. These plants, having endured the piercing cold winds, were the only life forms in Yin Wind Gorge. Their withered branches resembled long spears, sharp arrows, or deadly knives.
A winding Vine Man slithered like a massive black python, coiling around the trees and extending down into the Yin River. At the entrance stood two disciples of the Golden Core stage, tasked with guarding Yin Wind Gorge. These disciples had taken on this duty due to a lack of spirit stones; otherwise, they would not have subjected themselves to the torment of the chilling winds just to stand watch.
"Gu Ping," one of them said, "the Master has summoned you for reflection."
"What have I done wrong?" Gu Ping asked.
"Murder."
"Whom did I kill?"
At the mention of "murder," the interrogator's mouth fell open in surprise. He intended to continue questioning but swallowed his words instead.
Seeing that they had fallen silent, Gu Ping stepped into Yin Wind Gorge. As he crossed the narrow entrance, he discovered a thin stream flowing within. The water emitted an unsettling chill, its source unknown—much like the legends of Hades.
Gu Ping did not venture too far inside; the deeper he went, the thicker the ominous energy became. His Chaos Foundation grew increasingly restless, continuously absorbing the dark energy to strengthen itself. The Master had sent Gu Ping to Yin Wind Gorge for self-reflection and to slow down his cultivation progress. Yet now, it seemed that his cultivation pace had quickened unexpectedly—a development that even Gu Ping had not anticipated.
Regardless of how chaotic his foundation was at that moment, Gu Ping casually found a place to sit and reflect. He did not allow Yoyo to emerge from his Bright Foundation; the chilling winds here were particularly harmful for her.
No one chatted with themselves; even Yoyo could only stay in the base. Gu Ping gazed at the clear stream, staring at his reflection in the water, speaking to himself as if addressing his master.
His master was a very tolerant person. Gu Ping could see that, as he observed everything happening along Heart's Path. He did not feel disappointed for not saving Ergou; instead, he chose to try to understand himself. Coco also noticed that the master had summoned Gu Ping into the academy for a reason. The master wanted to understand Gu Ping's character and believed he should be a good person, hence choosing tolerance and patience.
Just like that time.
From the moment Gu Ping entered the academy and revealed his talents, some people could no longer contain themselves; they were frightened. Some feared that Gu Ping would grow too powerful too quickly, posing a threat to the external world of the academy and affecting the interests of the younger generation. Others thought Gu Ping would be difficult to control and might eventually turn to light, so it was better to eliminate him early on, lest he become a significant threat later. Many were simply driven by jealousy, taking advantage of every opportunity to undermine Gu Ping, hoping to put him in a perilous position.
To Gu Ping, living was the most meaningful thing, even though he didn't fully understand why he wanted to live or what significance life held. But didn't he always strive to prove himself?
Therefore, against those who sought his life, Gu Ping would never show mercy. He knew Sun Zheng was a fool; fools don’t just appear out of nowhere. Yet Gu Ping didn’t mind sacrificing a life to make his stance clear.
Gu Ping would never compromise or take a step back. Whoever dared to confront him should be prepared to face death at his hands—there would be no mercy from Ren He.
He wanted to escalate matters; he wanted to know who was secretly plotting against him. He was curious about whether those hidden in the academy's shadows would dare confront someone as talented as him. He also wondered if those who had survived in Dust Realm for hundreds of thousands of years would consider him merely a newcomer.
Many things seemed inconsequential on the surface, but beneath it all, various forces were already calculating their moves. They were mindful of him—not just any genius cultivator but one undergoing trials. However, these forces were unaware that Gu Ping had long since risen above their petty schemes. He stood at the pinnacle of his generation and was on the verge of surpassing all geniuses in Dust Realm.
Now, when his master said that Gu Ping had made a mistake, he looked at the flowing waters of Yin River. It resembled water gushing forth from Nine Nether Depths or surging from Hades itself—flowing with currents that carried both life and soul.
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